Warren Zevon Lyrics

Album: Life'll Kill Ya

Fistful of Rain Lyrics

Warren Zevon and Jorge Calderon, Zevon Music BMI/Googolplex Music BMI

You can dream the American Dream 

But you sleep with the lights on 

And wake up with a scream 

You can hope against hope 

That nothing will change 

Grab a hold of that fistful of rain 

Grab a hold, grab a hold, grab a hold 

Grab a hold, grab a hold, grab a hold of that 

 fistful of rain 

When your grasp has exceeded your reach 

And you put all your faith 

In a figure of speech 

You've heard all the answers 

But the questions remain 

Grab a hold of that fistful of rain 

Grab a hold, grab a hold, grab a hold 

Grab a hold, grab a hold, grab a hold of that 

 fistful of rain 

And when diamonds turn back into coal 

Grab a hold, children, grab a hold 

When the mountains crumble 

And you're ready to rumble 

And roll like a runaway train... 

And when diamonds turn back into coal 

Grab a hold, children, grab a hold 

When the mountains crumble 

And you're ready to rumble 

And roll like a runaway train... 

In a heart there are windows and doors 

You can let the light in 

You can feel the wind blow 

When there's nothing to lose 

And nothing to gain 

Grab a hold of that fistful of rain 

Grab a hold, grab a hold, grab a hold of that 

 fistful of rain 

Grab a hold, grab a hold, grab a hold of that 

 fistful of rain